Living in depths of mourning throughout the years,
going about necessary duties and errands, mind
always swimming in sorrow.
Riding waves of sadness, loneliness and abandonment,
living n a solitary space of time, one that no one
even knows about.
Enjoying the one thing that brings peace, serenity
and happiness to this heart, soul and intellect,
and that is the writing of poetry incessantly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
RoseAnn, such a great and awesome poem👍👍👍